Candy for Woolies

Everything's a vote in our universe.  And so whenever there's a chance to meet a vendor of something we already use, we jump at it...  
We almost missed the Yolo County Wool Mill, because it looked like a tiny red barn & a couple of sheds.
But we could see bits of red & green wool clinging to the mess of nettles.

Thank goodness we took a chance, because it was such a treat.  Like...see???This is Native wool from Churro sheep.  It's not really considered a soft wool, but after it gets washed in the above machines (so it doesn't make all their machinery sticky),
Spends some time drying,

Takes a ride through an antique picker to remove the burs & what not,Zips through the grand, grand, grand mare of drum rollers (at least 20 feet long, with dozens of different-textured drums), It goes into delicious old red 4 foot high , can filled with spirals of billowy, fluffy warm goodness.  Imagine!  I told Bear that I wanted a can for our 10 year anniversary please. Imagine!The colors, the textures!!! This is one of only 5 small lot wool mills in the country, where you can bring in your wool & they'll process it for you in to batting, sliver, roving or yarn.

Jane, the owner was a complete princess.  I probably shouldn't mention it, but she gave me one of these gorgeous spindles when she saw how ga-ga I got over them, taking photo after photo of them through yucky plastic bags.  They don't make them anymore- all hof her machines are at least 50 years old.

 

 

Everything's a vote in our universe.  And so whenever there's a chance to meet a vendor of something we already use, we jump at it...  
We almost missed the Yolo County Wool Mill, because it looked like a tiny red barn & a couple of sheds.
But we could see bits of red & green wool clinging to the mess of nettles.

Thank goodness we took a chance, because it was such a treat.  Like...see???This is Native wool from Churro sheep.  It's not really considered a soft wool, but after it gets washed in the above machines (so it doesn't make all their machinery sticky),
Spends some time drying,

 

 

Takes a ride through an antique picker to remove the burs & what not,Zips through the grand, grand, grand mare of drum rollers (at least 20 feet long, with dozens of different-textured drums), It goes into delicious old red 4 foot high , can filled with spirals of billowy, fluffy warm goodness.  Imagine!  I told Bear that I wanted a can for our 10 year anniversary please. Imagine!The colors, the textures!!! This is one of only 5 small lot wool mills in the country, where you can bring in your wool & they'll process it for you in to batting, sliver, roving or yarn.

Jane, the owner was a complete princess.  I probably shouldn't mention it, but she gave me one of these gorgeous spindles when she saw how ga-ga I got over them, taking photo after photo of them through yucky plastic bags.  They don't make them anymore- all hof her machines are at least 50 years old.